I do not ask that you rise in revolution I only ask that you shed leathery skin Scaled to trap layers of numbness Snug, until temperatures rise I only ask that you incinerate blinkers Serving to suffocate your vision Though you move onward Awake but in a constant stupor When awareness strikes It may be just … Continue reading Rise in Revolution
Tag: Poetry
Concepts of Shiva
The word Shiva means that "which is not", nothing or darkness. Darkness is not related to a negative idea or even confined to the mere absence of light but it is in fact the very basis of existence. The only thing that always is, is darkness. It seems that over time I have managed to randomly write … Continue reading Concepts of Shiva
tears of a starfish
and one fine morning the starfish and the shell a mismatched couple though they were decided to venture away from the sea a day out, they excitedly thought away from the tidal timings and its monotonous movements and so they shuffled along politely declining the seaweed's offer of camouflage ignoring the noxious jelly fish' s bid … Continue reading tears of a starfish
the Unsaid
the unsaid prayer in the whisper of dawn weighs you down like the unforgiven sin that suffocates your heart and the unmeant praise to benefit your cause all those unkept promises . . . pave your way to hell till you hear that unplayed music touched by the unfelt sadness each uncried tear finally pours … Continue reading the Unsaid
The Lady Of Light
Though we identify light as revealing The Divine's noor* acts as a veil, to protect her Adorned by surahs**, expressions of the revelation Only she could counter humiliation with even more dignity The confluence for defined and unperceived truths Her presence was a mere tip of a mystical iceberg A mother, an exceptional lineage Would I be … Continue reading The Lady Of Light
Sleep’s Courage
Do you exist In your sleep Or do you blend Into your dreams Perhaps you meet Those you are afraid to reach And you speak words Held just beneath your tongue What of your thoughts That you would never dare And that is the allure Of sleep's courage *** recognise the unparalleled importance of a good night's … Continue reading Sleep’s Courage
remnants of identity
trapped within a name remnants of identity like a veil, torn but precariously screening me like the partition between two lands like two eyes that synchronize but can never meet past the delicate bridge of the nose a delicious longing a secret passage.. the third eye *** from where this poem started off to where … Continue reading remnants of identity
The Importance of Being Nothing
I need you, but only So you can break me, tenderly Into tiny particles, crush Me into the finest powder, whiffed Away by your precious breath, such That eventually, in an instant I become nothing, because Nothing, Nothing is of more importance than you
broken, slightly
the life between two breathsthe breath between two thoughtsthe thought between two promisesthe promise between two heartsthe heart...broken...a slightly broken heart The poems I am particularly pleased with are those where I have used two outwardly unconnected concepts and merged them. This poem was inspired by the meditation course I attended over the weekend and … Continue reading broken, slightly
An Effortless Poem
aren’t we all simply~ sleeping for dreaming~ for waking for living~ for moment for lifetimes~ forever dying? We all certainly are forever dying Many die well before death Few do not die even in death We don’t always dream when we are sleeping Just as we do not always live when we are awake…. “A … Continue reading An Effortless Poem
SONYA KASSAM 